As time past, it seems like whatever happened to Julium before, had stopped. Perhaps the syringe was some kind of medicine? But it still seemed peculiar as syringes seldom are used nowadays. In general, he had been acting suspiciously this day.

In any case the two Kha'ni do not speak of it. When the Car arrives at the required stop they leave the car opening a large door to another room. They open the door leading to a large room, much smaller than the last level however.

Inside the room there are various info pads. Each giving a amount of information about Earlier Kha'ni history, digital versions of tablets and carvings. Most are proclamations of accomplishment of long dead King however a few are of educated nobles and elites detailing various things around them.

The Iridescently Robed one speaks.

"Here is the second level we will leave once more in another segment of time."

"Interesting. To be honest, you have a much more interesting history than the Thyaras. They have been loyal for so long, that even me, now 199 years old, had never lived to see any conflict on Krethia, before we gave our slaves hyperdrives... It would be a honor both to my own house and Tharstana, to research this. We value knowledge you see, more than pleasure..."

"Our last major war ended roughly one half-life of silicon-32 ago. Since then all major disputes have been settled under the Protectors' good graces. You may study as you wish but once the time is up we must show you the third level. After you have been shown the levels you have access to you will be free to study anything that is inside of those levels. With appropriate escorts of course."

"By conflict I did not mean war. I meant conflict in general. You see, after thousands of years, the class system had become so stable nothing much happened. There were certainly competition, but those were mostly about who followed the laws most properly. We Kreazi are far more prone to disagreements and conflict, than the Thyaras, but we never harm each other. You see, each Kreaz are very valuable with our low population and high capabilities. Our birthrate was brought down by the tropical warmth of Krethia before, and has not yet recovered. Then there is the last... Let us move on."

"We see your dilemma and we have one almost the inverse. Were you have too few we have too many. It would be humorous would not the subject matter be so grave. In any case we will move on."

Then the Kha'ni lead the party to another light rail which they take to another set of doors. upon opening them reveals the third level.

Inside the third level is mostly detailed information, to a degree, of general Kha'ni history. There are also holographic models of various points of Kha'ni history from a global prospective. The Iridescent one speaks.

"This is the Third Level seek what you wish here in the time before we move on. If you have questions you may ask them as well."

There is some movement in Julium's eyes again, which the darkest Thyaras nod to. The dark Thyara say,

"I am Q-mor wat Saryel, a High Priest and a Professor, of the Qur-dei class, which allows me to see the Kreazi. I am one of the candidates for becoming a Prophet, something which I work hard for. I ask you, is there any kind of caste, rank or class system in your dominion? We know things about your religion and government, but little about your culture, you see."

"Ah yes. At the Top there is the Protector of the Dominion, underneath of him are the members of the Imperator Class, like myself, and the Highpriests. Under this the society splits. Under Imperator is the class Regem, under Regem is Dux, under Dux is the Baro Class under the Baro are Workers. Under Highpriests are again split, there are several types. Priest-Academic, Priest-Practical, Priest-Medical, Priest-Industrial, Priest-Informative, and Priest-Historical. In each type there is a group of Head-Priest of their type." As he says Highpriest he gestures to the Black Robed Kha'ni. "Under the Head-Priests there are three, Priest-Senior, Priest-Median, Priest-Junior. Under this there is a common pool of Acolytes that each discipline draws from. Then once again under this are the Workers. However in the past the Imperator class and that line were Hereditary but now they are purposed for the greater assistance to all. This would be so much easier to teach if we had a board and a Priest-Informative..."

(I was waiting for you... Then I noticed my reply hadn't properly been uploaded)

The dark Thyara responds.

"Interesting, that is quite different from us. There is the "Speaker" rank, primarily the prophets, who are allowed to see and converse with the Divine Beings. I am from the "Watcher" rank, which allows me to see them. Then we have the three citizen ranks, who are free but are still governed by many rules. Follow then the Lowest Freedom, which is in essence Upper Slavery with personal choice in many matters. The three slavery ranks follow, but if you fall even bellow that, you become a Fallen, governed only by one rule; that of anarchy."

"Well, there our societies is different. We don't see why people unable to accept civilization should be part of it. The people unable to make proper decisions should not make them, and that is why we have our ranks."

"We agree that those unable to do what is ordered by them need to be used for a different purpose, however you waste valuable resources when they are removed from the Pattern."

The Iridescently Robed Kha'ni speaks as if quoting something.

"There is no need of individuals accepting Civilization to be part of the Pattern. There is no need of individuals accepting the Pattern to be part of the Pattern. There is no need of individuals accepting, to be part of the Pattern. All must do what is required of them, whatever that may be, whenever that may be, however that may be. This is the code of the Searchers, as laid down by Neu'rak to the Kha and the New Gods to Neu'rak."

He speaks normally once more.

"We the Kha'ni do not waste, such works against the will of the New Gods."

He moves over to one of the displays and points it out saying.

"This is what we believe to be the population of Kha'to and their location in the time of Neu'rak, First Prophet of the New Gods. Look upon it to gather meaning."

The Hologram is a rotating global sphere of Kha'to, one small section, a large canyon, is highlighted in yellow and labeled, 'Followers of Neu'rak'. Various other caverns are inhabited but most of the population appears to be in the desert, dispersed over large areas.

The Iridescently Robed Kha'ni begins to walk away moving to a location to wait for the amount of time to elapse.

Julium starts to speak again, after a long while of complete silence, without the usual underlying humming of the Kreazi.

"Do not misunderstand our motives. I'm sure that one doesn't know, but we have motives for abandoning them. Firstly, they are just a tiny minority which would normally hurt us by rebellion. They are the few who wish not for safety, enlightenment, achievement, prosperity or loyalty, any of them, but for old traditions, even anarchy itself in some cases."

His eyes darken.

"You see, the deepest depths of the jungles we sent them to previously, was inhabited by powerful strange creatures which defies our very laws of science. Modern weapons passes right through them, whether it is based on energy, missiles or projectiles. The Fallen adapts to the jungles, and makes weaponry capable of hunting these beasts."

"We do not question your motives of hunting those creatures. We do not question your exile or abandoning of these Fallen for reasons of ethical action. We question your exile or abandoning of these Fallen for reasons of waste of the resources that these Fallen represent."

(Sorry that I left this, but after some weeks of pause, this event had become so far behind the rest of this RP...)

The Attendant Assistant comes alongside Saya to the palace. "It is time for us to leave... Julium has ascended. You might have previously noticed that he was sick... That was a sign, which was now happened to me, finally. Some additional Thyaran diplomats shall hopefully be sent. My husband was excited by the time he had to learn of your culture and history."

(Perfectly all right. I was wondering if you were going to continue this.)

Saya and the Attendant Assistant are met by several Sand Masked and a Kha'ni wearing an Ornate, Bright Red Robe, and a mask of Gold, Silver and Bronze with the color present in a complex pattern across the mask. The Non-Sand Masked Kha'ni replies.

"We are sad that you will leave, and contented to your husband's satisfaction. We sorry that the Protector cannot meet you, he is current unwell in the realm of the corporeal. The Protector wishes your peoples well in the corporium. May you have peace, and prosperity, for the good of all."